She knew that the intruder was ill-bred, even before she glanced at him. Generally at a pension people looked them over for a day or two before speaking, and often did not find out that they would "do" till they had gone. Some of their neighbors interchanged glances, and one of them-one of the ill-bred people whom one does meet abroad-leant forward over the table and actually intruded into their argument. They were tired, and under the guise of unselfishness they wrangled. The ladies' voices grew animated, and-if the sad truth be owned-a little peevish. Your mother would never forgive me, Lucy." The first vacant room in the front-" "You must have it," said Miss Bartlett, part of whose traveling expenses were paid by Lucy's mother-a piece of generosity to which she made many a tactful allusion. "Charlotte, you mustn't spoil me of course, you must look over the Arno, too. "Any nook does for me," Miss Bartlett continued, "but it does seem hard that you shouldn't have a view." The Signora had no business to do it at all. The rooms the Signora promised us in her letter would have looked over the Arno. "This meat has surely been used for soup," said Miss Bartlett, laying down her fork. "Charlotte, don't you feel, too, that we might be in London? I can hardly believe that all kinds of other things are just outside. Oxon.), that was the only other decoration of the wall. "It might be London." She looked at the two rows of English people who were sitting at the table at the row of white bottles of water and red bottles of wine that ran between the English people at the portraits of the late Queen and the late Poet Laureate that hung behind the English people, heavily framed at the notice of the English church (Rev. "And a Cockney, besides!" said Lucy, who had been further saddened by the Signora's unexpected accent. She promised us south rooms with a view close together, instead of which here are north rooms, looking into a courtyard, and a long way apart. "The Signora had no business to do it," said Miss Bartlett, "no business at all.
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